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WE LIE WRAPPED in eachother’s arms. When Barker moves, I grip his arms. “Don’t leave me.”
He kisses my head. “I’m not going anywhere.” He pulls the blanket over her shoulders.
I know I have to go back to my room. And I will. In a minute. I feel so good. It’s been so long since I’ve felt wanted like this. Or protected with his arms around me.
That’s the last thing I remember before knocking jerks me awake.
“Uncle Barker! Have you seen mommy?” Clara’s voice rips me from my sleep.
Chapter Six
BARKER
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Shooting pain in myjaw rips me from my sleeping slumber.
“Shit. Sorry.” Lauren rubs my chin before jumping out of my bed. The pain vanishes when I realize she’s looking for her pyjamas.
“What are you do-“ Lauren’s hand clamps over my mouth. God, she feels so damn good.
She mouths,the girls are right there.
“Uncle Barker?!”
Fuck.
I remove Lauren’s hand, but not before pressing a kiss to her palm. Her shy, sweet smile warms my heart. But it only lasts a single second, before she’s pulling her shirt over her head.
“Just a second, girls!” I yank jeans up my legs.
Lauren’s eyes are wide saucers. “I’m going to the deck,” she whispers passing by me.
“We can’t find mommy.”
